As the rest of what seems to be their group filter in, Pickman considers each of them in kind. (And most certainly does not make any kind of squeak of delight when the fox appears. You're hearing things if you think otherwise.) It's an impressive collection of people, and he's not sure where he'd place himself on it, but... nowhere near the top, certainly.

Still, he's got one thing going for him that he's pretty sure the rest of them don't.

He shakes his head, when Cindy poses the question of their experience. "Not with none've this adventure team shit. I ain't no fighter. But I know fuckin' tunnels. That's my motherfuckin' summer home."